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I don't need no niggas in my section All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah I don't need no niggas in my section All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah Higher than the moon, nigga what up? I hear em woofin, a nigga need to shut up Fallin in the pussy, face down and the butt up It ain't shit to her, me I’m just a fuck up Fuck a hand shake nigga we ain't brothers On that west side , where they reppin fore they tell us Talk big shit cus my dick will make you stutter All over yo face like it’s butter, nutter Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her right down Nasty on the beat, bitch give a nigga wipe down Go 24 inches, I’m long and I’m proud, my niggas is smoking on that loud Bitches try to front, I’mma blow they back out I ain’t thinkin bout a nigga walk past you Bitch stole my blunt and said she like my tattoos I’m that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo But when she drop it on the dick she a damn fool I don't need no niggas in my section All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah I don't need no niggas in my section All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah Letras de canciones All these bitches, I don’t wanna see no niggas All these bitches, I don’t wanna see no niggas Really really though, all these bitches, I don’t want no niggas Cus them real niggas posted up, already with us Yea, that’s a habit, in the club I do magic Fuckin with these ratchets, no purses, they got baskets It’s a handout, these bitches high fienin, guess they addicts And I aks em all you in like Patrick Playin with the pussy like it’s mad and fire like the dragon Everyone say she like me then they all bang wagon Cheerleading ass hoes but they pretty like a pageant She say she let me cut, I got to stabbing (fo real tho) I don't need no niggas in my section All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah I don't need no niggas in my section All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah All these bitches, I don’t wanna see no niggas All these bitches, I don’t wanna see no niggas Really really though, all these bitches, I don’t want no niggas Cus them real niggas posted up, already with us Audemar, big bitch, big tipper Suppa club, 20 thousand for the liquor See the bitch I’m with? Probably never get er No cuppin bottles, them for broke niggas Been the corner posted up with a dome giver Money flowin like wet pussy, that’s a long river So you got yo bitch on lock? I slim Jim er It’s that time of the month, fuck timba All my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit up Throw yo cup up, throw yo set up High in this bitch til the club lights lit up Leave wit er, big spender, a bitch shut up Take Illuminati all through yo body She drill me a 12 gauge , Shawty you feel me? Pull up in a ‘rari, the fuckin' life of the party I'm getting hoes regardless, before this rap shit I'm honest I don't need no niggas in my section All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah I don't need no niggas in my section All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah All these bitches, I don’t wanna see no niggas All these bitches, I don’t wanna see no niggas Really really though, all these bitches, I don’t want no niggas Cus them real niggas posted up, already with us From Letras Mania